Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings - Chapter 17. Looking For A Watch

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“Yours?” Lin Ye recalled what had happened, trying to confirm. “I used Ming Rang’s. But,” He walked up and took the black down jacket in Jiang Lian’s hand, “The jacket in your hand is mine.”

Jiang Lian let go, raising his eyebrows slightly, “Ming Rang told you that the shampoo and shower gel are his?”

Lin Ye nodded, and he saw that Jiang Lian did not respond, and instead, turned around to pick up the clothes and pants thrown on the sofa and place them in a heap on Ming Rang’s lower bunk. After that, he removed his watch and threw it on the sofa. Jiang Lian did not even turn his head back as he asked Lin Ye, “Have you finished showering? I want to shower now.”

After Lin Ye said that he was done showering, he carried his clothes and walked out of the door. On the way out, he stopped walking and took a look at the clock on the wall, “Are you planning on going to the practice room after you’re done showering?”

Jiang Lian asked mildly, “Are you planning on taking two showers today?”

Lin Ye said, “There’s no need for vigorous movements when practicing singing, I won’t sweat.”

When Jiang Lian heard those words, he turned his head around and stared at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye did not know why he was getting stared at like that, so he asked, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

The corner of Jiang Lian’s lips curved, but his tone was flat, “In our team, you’re probably the only person that still needs to practice singing.”

Lin Ye was suddenly speechless.

Jiang Lian turned away, “Go back first, then come and look for me after half an hour with your lyrics book.”

Lin Ye could not wait, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

He returned to his hostel room to wash his clothes. However, he met Xia Dongchan in the corridor. The latter quickened his pace and caught up with Lin Ye, reaching out to stop Lin Ye, asking, “Where did you just come back from?”

“I went to shower in someone else’s shower,” Lin Ye said.

Xia Dongchan nodded his head, leaning over, his nose twitching slightly, “What’s the scent of the shower gel you used? It smells very good.”

“Really?” Lin Ye laughed, “I used someone else’s shower gel.”

Xia Dongchan sniffed again, “Help me ask next time, I want to buy this sort of shower gel to use too.”

Lin Ye paused. He did not agree and he did not refuse, all he did was change the topic to ask, “Why did you come back so early today?”

“Didn’t you know?” Xia Dongchan pushed the door open as he turned his head back to look at Lin Ye, “The staff in the training building broadcasted an announcement, telling all of us to return to our hostel. They said that they will be switching on the camera in our hostel at eight to film our everyday routine in our hostels.”

Lin Ye shook his head, “I came back early and didn’t hear the announcement.”

After he stepped into his hostel, he threw the clothes in his hand into the basket for dirty clothes, turning his head to look at the time.

There was still fifteen minutes till eight. Lin Ye had originally planned on waiting till the cameras switched off before he went to look for Jiang Lian. When he opened his cupboard to look for the hairdryer, he remembered that his hairdryer was still in Jiang Lian’s hostel, and he had not taken it back with him.

He used a towel to dry his hair, and Lin Ye put on his down jacket to head over and knock on the door of Jiang Lian’s room. Although he was there to take a hairdryer, he hesitated for a second before he folded his paper and put it in his pocket.

After he knocked on the door, he waited for a moment, but no one opened the door. He guessed that Jiang Lian was showering right now and Lin Ye pulled his jacket tighter around his body, wanting to walk back to his room when he heard the door open behind him.

He stopped walking and turned his head around, seeing Jiang Lian frowning and standing there. He was still wearing the trackpants that the production crew had handed out. However, the thin string at his waist had already been untied, the top of his pants loosely hung on his waist, his deep V-line was half-hidden.

His sleeveless shirt had been hurriedly pulled on, and he had no time to adjust his shirt that had already been rolled to his upper abdomen.

Lin Ye took a quick glance at his abs.

It was firm yet beautiful, and it was true that he had more abs than him.

He suddenly remembered the feeling of his palm against the other’s abs in the daytime again.

When he felt his gaze, Jiang Lian lowered his eyes and sorted out the corner of his shirt, his tone even as he opened his mouth, “Didn’t I tell you to come over in half an hour?”

Lin Ye turned away, his expression unchanging as he plucked at his wet hair, “I left the hairdryer at your hostel room, so I came over to get it.”

Jiang Lian’s expression was calm as he turned around, “Come in and close the door.” When he walked past the sofa, he raised his hand to point at it, “Sit on the sofa and wait for me.”

Lin Ye agreed.

While the other was showering, Lin Ye sat on the sofa and blow-dried his hair. When Jiang Lian finished showering and came out, he just happened to be touching his died hair, putting the hair dryer in his hand down.

Jiang Lian changed into a short-sleeved shirt and trackpants, stepping on flip-flops as he went to the cupboard to open the upper door and grab a can of beer. After that, he turned his head back and looked towards Lin Ye, “Do you drink alcohol?”

Lin Ye spread his legs and leaned into the sofa, the warmth in the hostel room made him feel very lazy, “At eight, the production team is going to switch on the cameras in the hostel, be careful.”

When Jiang Lian heard those words, he instinctively raised his wrist to look at the time, but he remembered that he had removed his watch before his shower. Then, he raised his head to glance at the clock hanging on the wall.

There was still ten minutes till eight.

He did not take the beer and walked towards the sofa. When he saw Lin Ye lying against the sofa, not trying to act polite and instead, taking up the whole sofa, he raised his eyebrow and said, “You’re acting like this is your room.”

Only then did Lin Ye realize, and he coughed lightly as he moved his legs away, making room for half a seat for Jiang Lian.

Jiang Lian bent his legs and sat down next to him.

Suddenly, there was a mild but long-lasting fragrance in the air, entering his nose from all around him. It was clean and cold, like the smell of a forest after a heavy rain without the smell of wet mud, like the smell of the neverending blue sea when the sun is setting.

What Lin Ye smelled was the scent of the shower gel.

Compared to the smell in the bathroom with the mixed scents of the shower gels and shampoos, the scent that he was inhaling seated next to Jiang Lian was cleaner and purer.

He had also used Jiang Lian’s shower gel, and he also had the scent on Jiang Lian’s body. This made him feel a little restless.

Jiang Lian’s words caused him to return to reality, “Did you see my watch?”

Lin Ye raised his head, his reaction a little slow, “Watch?”

Jiang Lian said, “The watch I threw on the sofa.”

Lin Ye turned his body to the side, as if he felt something, exposing the black watch strap in the corner behind him.

He maintained his posture, with half his body slanted as he reached his hand towards the corner of the sofa, but after he tried a few times, he failed to get it.

Jiang Lian glanced at him, then stood up from the sofa, his two hands widening the gap between Lin Ye’s separated knee caps, raising his leg to kneel in front of him, his upper body bending forward slightly, his left hand passing his shoulder to press on the sofa to support himself, while his right hand was pressing on the side of Lin Ye’s waist, reaching behind him.

From a bystanders’ viewpoint, it looked like Jiang Lian had one hand resting above him, and another hand behind his waist, pressing Lin Ye into the sofa.

Lin Ye held his breath, after a moment, he finally reacted to Jiang Lian’s lips and jaw that were close to his face. He glanced at the thing that was slowly turning at a corner of the ceiling, reaching out his hand to press onto Jiang Lian’s chest, moving his lips as he reminded in a low voice, “The camera has already been switched on.”

Jiang Lian paused when he heard those words, lowering his gaze to look at him, “So what if it’s switched on, it’s not like we’re doing something indecent.”

Lin Ye did not know what to say, quickly glancing at the camera that was facing him, “Don’t you know that there’s something called camera angle?”

“Are you trying to say,” Jiang Lian’s expression did not change, “That from the camera, our position looks like we’re kissing?”

Lin Ye was stunned, as if he had not expected that Jiang Lian would be so direct. He raised his head, “Isn’t it true?”

The next second, his jaw was held by someone.

Jiang Lian’s face was close to him, a distance of only an inch between their lips.

The blood rushed to Lin Ye’s head, his heartbeat practically stopping. His lips opened slightly, but in the end, he was unable to make a single sound.

Jiang Lian raised his gaze to look at Lin Ye, his expression ambiguous, “Do you know what can make your popularity increase in a short amount of time in this sort of shows?”

Lin Ye instinctively responded, “I don’t know.”

Jiang Lian did not respond, his left hand letting go of Lin Ye’s jaw and moving back.

The hostel door behind them was suddenly pulled open by someone. The figure of the person who had pushed open the door had yet to appear, but his clear and teasing voice had already floated in, “On the second night after we’ve gotten our first performance groupings, let’s see what the two most popular trainees are doing in their hostel—”

The voice suddenly stopped.

Wen Mian, who was the temporary MC, froze on the spot, one leg in the room and one hand making gestures at the camera.

Jiang Lian sat back on the other side of the sofa, raising his brows and looking at Wen Mian, his expression slightly rude, “Do you not knock on the door when you enter the room?”

“I saw that the door was not closed properly so I entered…” Wen Mian glanced at Lin Ye, who was next to Jiang Lian, hesitantly taking a step back. He raised his head to look at the names stuck on the door again, “This is yours and Ming Rang’s dorm, right?”

Jiang Lian said, “That’s right.”

Wen Mian nodded his head, stepping into the hostel again, deliberating for a moment before asking, “You guys… what were you doing just now?”

Jiang Lian paused.

Wen Mian’s heartbeat jumped, carefully gazing at the other’s expression, suspecting that he had asked the wrong question.

However, he saw Jiang Lian smile at the camera, slowly opening his palm and exposing the watch he had been holding in his right hand all this while.

This was the black watch that should be lying in the corner of the sofa.

“Looking for a watch,” Jiang Lian said.

Lin Ye returned to his senses, then looked at the camera and smiled, “That’s right, we’re looking for a watch.”